Zhao Dafu and Grandma Zhao arrived at the door of the He family together. When Grandma Zhao pushed the gate of the yard, she found that the door next door was closed.

He immediately slammed the door hard, cursing.

“You little bitch, how dare you close the door.

Open the door quickly, or I'll let the whole village know how little food you have at home.

In my opinion, the food that has come from the capital to our village is coming from the right channels, which is a problem."

When He's mother heard this, she sat on her chair and trembled with anger, but she had no way to deal with the shrew at the door.

She lived a respectable life and was always gentle and polite to everyone she came into contact with.

Even if there are conflicts between them, they always do a good job of pretending.

I have never met such a scoundrel before.

Zhao Dafu quickly grabbed Grandma Zhao and said helplessly.

"Mom, please stop making trouble!"

After saying this, he knocked on the door politely and said.

"Aunt He, it's all my mother's fault for taking the eggs without your consent.

The child in the family was very craving for eggs and kept making a fuss, so the old man loved the child so much that he made a wrong move.

How about I give you the money?

Just think of it as the eggs we bought from you, and hope you can be magnanimous and forgive our mistakes."

Hearing this, He's mother felt relieved. At least there was a reasonable person in the neighboring family.

But he didn't expect that when Grandma Zhao heard this, she angrily slapped Zhao Dafu on the back.

"Are you crazy, kid? What are you talking about? Why are you pretending to be rich here?"